Light In The Dark - Michael Munroe x M!Reader [Until Dawn]

Chapter Six

"Holy shit!" (Y/N) gasped as two wolves emerged from the building. One had a gray coat, while the other had a coat as white as snow. They growled at (Y/N), baring their teeth.

"Calm down," The man said. It was hard, with the gun and whatnot, but (Y/N) did try to keep calm. If the man was going to kill him, he would've done it already, right? Freaking out wouldn't solve anything. "They won't bite."

The man lowered the gun to his side. (Y/N) put his hands down slowly, watching everything the man did; any slight movement did not go unnoticed by (Y/N). The stranger whistled at the dogs and they immediately relaxed. They even wagged their tails slightly. The man pulled out a key from his pocket and unlocked the door, opening it. "Go on," The man told (Y/N), gesturing towards the door.

(Y/N) hesitated for a second. He thought about running, but reminded himself that the man had a gun and two wolves. Running was a guaranteed death. So, (Y/N) walked in. 

It was cold, but better than outside. (Y/N) looked around. The place was falling apart. Chunks of the building scattered the floor, snow falling in through the broken ceiling. "What is this place...?" (Y/N) whispered.

"Blackwood Pines Sanatorium," The stranger responded. The wolves walked in with him. He closed the door behind him, but didn't lock it. (Y/N) noted this, hoping to get a chance to get away. It was good to know a way out. 

(Y/N) nodded. He hadn't heard of this place. Hell, he didn't even know this was here on the mountain. To be fair, he never ventured far from the lodge. What else was on this mountain?

The man put a hand on (Y/N)'s back and pushed him forward, urging him to keep walking. (Y/N) had no choice, and walked forward until the two reached a door. The man pulled out a card and was able to open the door. The wolves and the two men walked inside, the stranger making sure the door was closed behind them. The man turned to (Y/N). "Stay there."

"Okay," (Y/N) responded. He stood, watching as the wolves followed the man. He opened a chest, the wolves curious, gathering around him. Their tails were wagging faster now.

(Y/N) realized this was his chance. He quickly turned around, opening the door. "Wait one moment, son..." The stranger said. (Y/N) turned his head, his eyes widening when he saw that the gun was fixed right on his head. "Come back here." His voice was dark. Threatening. 

(Y/N) was trembling. It took him a moment, but he closed the door, walking up to the man, his head hung low. The man kept his gun aimed at him, reaching into his pocket. "Hands out," The man ordered.

(Y/N) put his hands forward. The man grabbed them and used the rope he got from his pocket to tie (Y/N)'s hands together. "Shit..." (Y/N) mumbled. He struggled slightly against the rope, but realized it was of no use. That man knew how to tie a good fucking knot. Struggling wouldn't do anything.

"You should'a listening to me," The man scolded him. He returned to the chest, pulling out a couple of bones. He tossed them aside and the wolves quickly ran for them. The man looked back at (Y/N). "What's your name, son?" He asked after a moment of studying the boy.

(Y/N) paused. Why did the guy care? Why couldn't he just kill him and get this whole thing over with. "(Y/N)... (Y/N) (L/N)."

The man nodded slightly. "Well... (Y/N)..." He walked closer to (Y/N), causing the other man to take a few steps back until he hit the chair, unable to move anymore. "When I say something, you listen to me. Understand?"

"Y-Yessir..." (Y/N) responded, his voice quivering. He could feel his legs shaking in fear. Hell, his whole body was shaking, too.

"Good. Because if you don't listen to me, you're gonna end up dead," The man warned. He looked at a door. "So... Right now, you're gonna shut up and follow me. Got it?"

(Y/N), unsure if he was allowed to speak, nodded. The man hummed approvingly. He started walking, looking back to make sure (Y/N) was following him. The two left the room.

Mike was watching through the window of the door. "Fuck..." Mike whispered, watching as (Y/N) left. He had tried opening the door, but it required a pass to open. Mike bit his lip, thinking. He needed to follow them. 

"Don't worry, (Y/N). I'm coming."